Drop the question of what tomorrow may bring, and count as profit every day that Fate allows you.
Riches with their wicked inducements increase; nevertheless, avarice is never satisfied.
The snow has at last melted, the fields regain their herbage, and the trees their leaves.
As we speak cruel time is fleeing. Seize the day, believing as little as possible in tomorrow.
O citizens, first acquire wealth; you can practice virtue afterward.
He has not lived badly whose birth and death has been unnoticed by the world.